Off

I’m back home
Worn down
Melting in the warmth
Yet still I feel the chill whispering in my ears
A cold ache—I love this moment
Christmas has gone
And now it’s truly winter
Instead of light
I light a candle
Staring at myself in the mirror
Swaying there
Blurred and tangled
An empty frame
Haunted eyes
On a night that cuts so deep
The moon burns as it falls
The wind’s caught, frozen in silence
And my phone lies dead
This is true color
True color
True color
True color
True color
True color
True color
True color
True color